AN: I am sorry that it took so long to post the next chapter. Had much school work to do. I only saw parts of the first season of "angel", so I hope the descriptions of the persons and places are at least near to the original.

Chapter 3

When Dawn arrived in LA, it already darkened. She took out a piece of paper with Angel's address on it. She had copied it from Buffy's little black notebook when her sister was at the cinema with Spike. Angels name and his address were crossed out, and her sister had written it down a second time, only to cross it out again. The third time, number and address were written under "Angel Investigation", as if Buffy wanted to create a distance by using the firm nameand nother Ex-boyfriends first name. Dawn knew, that there had always been love between Buffy and Angel, although he had moved to LA. Both had suffered from this, but they thought they had no alternative. Fortunately Buffy hade moved on and was now happy with Spike, witch was good in Dawns view for two reasons: her sister had forgotten her first and sad love, and her best friend was together with the girl he fell so madly in love with. And she really hoped for Angel, that he too had found somebody new in his life. Well, unlife.

So, Dawn was now on her way to the Hyperion and hoped she would arrive to it before the night began. She really was too tired to deal with any monsters, the demonic or the human ones. While walking down the street, she thought about what she should say to Angel and his friends, when she arrived. If Angel had memories of her, she could tell him, that she was in LA because of a visit to her dad. That wouldn't be that good, because how should she explain, that she wanted to stay at his, and not at her dads? But if he hadn't any memories, it would be far easier. She needn't even mention that she was Buffy's sister. She could say that she needed the help of Angel Investigation for finding information about her past. When Dawn came to that conclusion, the found herself standing in front of the Hyperion . She took a deep breathe, opened the door and walked in. She stood now in an entry hall and on her right side she heard a female voice asking:

"Hello, and welcome to the Hyperion . How can we help you?"

Dawn turned and saw a brunette standing in front of her. After some moments of thinking, she remembered her as Cordelia Chase, an old, well, some-kind-of-friend of her sisters. But she decided to not show her realization, to see if Cordelia remembered her, too.

"Hi, and thanks. Well, I don't really know if you can help. I came here to speak Angel. Is he here?"

"Sorry, he is not here, and I'm afraid he won't be back in the next few hours. Perhaps you want to leave a note and come back tomorrow?"

Dawn made a disappointed face, and Cordelia seemed to recognize it, because she asked „Or do you want to wait till he comes? Or you could tell me what your problem is, and I will see if I can do something for you."

"I think I'd like to wait for Angel. Because, well, I only arrived in LA about an hour ago, and I actually don't know were to stay. So, I'd wait for him here, if that's no problem for you."

"Oh no, it isn't. Come, we'll go into the kitchen that seems to be a better place to wait as the entry hall. By the way, I'm Cordelia Chase. And you are?"

Now Dawn could be sure, that the people in Sunnydale were the only one, whose memories the monks had changed. That made the whole thing easier for her, and she let out a relieved sigh, witch Cordelia fortunately didn't hear.

"My name is Dawn Winters, nice to meet you." Oh, god, how lame was that, she thought by herself. Hopefully the rest of her story would be a bit more creative, because otherwise Angel would sense her lies and then he would trust her, and that meant no help. While thinking that, they arrived at the kitchen and Cordelia asked her to have a seat.

"So, Dawn. Do you want something to drink? And perhaps you want to tell me a bit more about you. I mean, you don't seem to be older than 17, and you're all alone in LA? Why?"

"Yeah, a coke would be nice. Well, you're wrong, I'm already 18." It could be better to make them think she was an adult, so that they won't send her back to her family.

"And I came here because I had this, well, that may sound a bit strange, weird dream during the last month and I have already found out some things about it. And these things lead me to LA. So, here I am, and I hoped Angel could help me to find the right persons to ask my questions to."

"A dream? Was it perhaps a vision-thingy? Because when it is some kind of a vision, I could help you. Have already made experiences with that on my own. More often than I wished….Anyway, wanna tell me about the dream?"

"I don't know. I can't even remember the whole dream, only peaces. It is about a fight between me and another woman. Well, and in the end I die. So, not really a nice dream. And I so hope that it's no vision….But I am here to find out about that. And to find out who the women is."

Cordelia thought some moments. „Perhaps we really should wait for Angel. Then you can tell him your story and we can think about who is an expert about vision. We have to find somebody who can tell if this is only a dream, a vision or something we can't imagine now.

So, I'll show you your room now, and then I could order a pizza, til Angel comes. And you will meet my friends."

Cordelia helped Dawn with her bag and wondered how a girl could travel with only that little clothes. When she had shown Dawn her room they came back to the kitchen. There stood a blond man with the back to the door.

"Hey, Wes, meet Dawn Winters, a new client." With these words the man turned.

Oops, another person I know, Dawn thought. Why to hell do they all have to work for Angel? I will so have to be careful not to mention anything about their past I shouldn't know. But she smiled and let nobody see what she was thinking about.

"Hello Dawn, nice to meet you. I am Wesley Windham-Pryce, but you can call me Wesley."

He smiled at her and hold out his hand. Dawn thought that he really had changed since she saw him the last time. Well, at least how she remembered him to be. That thing with the memories only she had began to go on her nerves.

"Nice to meet you too."

"Do you both know what would be nice too? A pizza. I'm nearly starving. What do you want on the pizza?", Cordelia interrupted.

About half an hour later the three of them sat in the kitchen, eating their pizza and talking about Dawns dream.

"Yes, I would agree to your conclusion, that the fight took place in the past. Or at least at a place that looked like that. Have you already thought about an alternative dimension?" Wesley was just giving in his thoughts, when they heard the door in the entry hall opening. Cordelia stand up. "Hey, could that be Angel? I thought his job would take more time. Dawn, you're a lucky person. I mean, as lucky as a person can be that perhaps will be killed in the near future….Uhm, I think I will go and see who came."

"Ah, you shouldn't listen to everything that she says. Sometimes she talks before she thinks. But when the situation becomes serious you can really lean on her", Wesley explained when he saw Dawns worried face. „When you say so," the girl responded not sounding convinced.

At this moment Cordelia came back and right behind her Angel entered the kitchen.

"Hi, guess you're Dawn", he said in the girls' direction. "I am Angel, it's…"

"…nice to meet you.", Cordelia interrupted him. And got a strange look for that. "Hey, wasn't that exactly what you were going to say? I knew it even before you were talking. Aren't I a great seer? "

"Yeah Cordy, great. "Angel rolled his eyes. "Ok Dawn, tell me about your problem, and we'll see how we can help you."

Dawn told them everything she could remember about her dream and what she had already found out with Anyas help. But she was careful not to mention her name or the one of any Scooby and only talked about "her friends"

"I have already a meeting with the weapon trader tomorrow and hopefully that will help. But I also need to know, what exactly the dream meant. And I don't remember the whole dream now, perhaps the next few nights will also bring some more details." She hadn't told them yet about the part of her dream when Anyanka stood beside her dying body. That was something she would either tell them never, or when she knew everything she needed and could risk that they sent her back to Sunnydale.

Wesley explained his Alternative-Dimension-Theory a second time and then went to his office to research in his books about other cases in which these dimension was connected with a persons dream.

Angel asked Cordelia to surf in the internet and find somebody who could tell more about the dream. He himself had to research for another case, bit promised Dawn that he would finish it this night and that from tomorrow on they would only work in her case. He wished her a good night and went out again. Dawn went to Wesley office to ask if she could help him. But he only told her that she should go to bed, tomorrow would be a hard night. When she fell down onto her bed, Dawn could only think that he was right and fell asleep.